𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 (𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲)

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Chapter- 29 ( Needles and paper)

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"Nobody said this would be easy
Nobody said this would be hard
Nobody gave me a rulebook to follow
And my soul's not hollow
You see, we gotta find our place
And we'll go there now
I can't get no satisfaction alone"

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I woke up hearing small whimpers, and cries. I sat up on the bed, the room dark, the only source of light was the moon light peeking from the window. I was gonna scooped Harry in my arms, when I realized the bed was cold and empty. I, at once jotted quickly. Turning on the lamp light on his bedside.

Then there he was... a small body shaking and shivering in fear, small whimpers and sobs echoed the room. His knees hugged tighty, head buried between his knees. He was (hidingly) sitting beside the large cupboard, so that nobody could reach him. He was crying, constantly mumbling something, chanting words, in loud wispers, his eyes fixed on the ground.

"Harry?" I shoot up quickly from the bed, walking toward him but what happened next is something I wouldn't expect will ever happened.

"GO AWAYYY.." He shouted, his voice broken, sobbing loudly, his eyes filled with terror, when he saw me approaching nearer to him, I stood there, frozen, what actually happened?
He was sitting on the cold floor with just my t-shirt on, which was probably large for him, the shirt covering till his upper thighs, his legs bare and cold ... he wasn't even wearing his briefs, which I understood.. few hours ago I had just touched him.

"Harry!! What's wrong love?" I stood there.. not knowing if it's a good choice to go closer to him.
"GO AWAY.. DON'T HURT MY STOMACH" I gulped, feeling a lump in my throat, my heart beating faster every moment. I stepped forward, more closer.
"GO AWAY" He shrieked out again, louder this time. Crying out loud, shaking in fear.
I backed off, my heart sinking lower. He apparently had a nightmare I guess. Whenever he have nightmares he either wake me up, snuggle closer, or cry out.. laying in my chest. But this time it's totally different. I've never seen him behaving like this--

I stood in the same spot, not wanting to leave him alone in the room, and I can't get any closer. Minutes later, He was still whimpering and sobbing, his head and body curling into a ball in the cold floor. I somehow got the chance to proceed forward. This time he didn't yelled or tried to do anything, but instead lied on the same position, he saw me approaching, he could have stopped me this time too.. but nope, he probably doesn't even have the energy to do that right now. When I got closer I didn't want to frighten him, and I still don't know if it's a good choice to hold him.

So... I sat there, next to his cold and fragile body.. wanting to scoop him right away in my arms and protect him, keep him warm, shower him with lots of kisses. But I can't, not right now.
"D-don't hurt.. my s-stomach Zee--- pl-plwse" He wispered, if the room wasn't silent, I could have never heard that. But right now it was already 3 in the morning...

"I would never do that love" I assured, he kept quiet. His eyes half shut, trying his best to keep them open, but failed miserably. I gently put my hands on his back, I didn't want to scare him. But then I noticed he didn't flinched, and relaxed under my touch. I lazily rubbed his back, he purred, already drowsy and sleepy.

"Can I carry you to the bed love?" He said nothing, maybe he didn't even hear what I just said, his mind was totally lost.
I gently picked him from the cold floor, carried him, and placed him in the center of the bed, I covered him with the duvet... his turned away, probably not wanting to face me, his eyes sleepy, and at the same time fresh tears soaking the pillow. He breathed out, his breath shaking.